Sweat, smoke, and the lingering scent of rubber from the mat plug my nose. Just not enough to forget that exotic floral aroma that had stuck to my skin like leeches. It penetrated the chlorine. Even after my shower, I could still smell it. I could still smell her. The vigor I felt after leaving her there, soaked to the core, knowing how badly she throbbed for an orgasm. I could feel the heat, the juices that poured from her cunt, even in the water. Knowing I’d twisted her little mind into knots. I’d showed her that she was no better than us. A dirty, gritty girl who enjoyed the things that
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